It's been a while since I shared an overheard so, what better way to jump back in than with a snippet of conversation about one of my favourite major food groups ... cheese ...
Just shooting the Bries.
When: Sometime this summer [uncharacteristically for me I didn't record the date of this one]
Where: my housing estate
What: I was walking through, up, and out of the housing estate heading towards the shops one sunny afternoon this summer.
A few metres in front of me two elderly men stood chatting, their shopping bags on the pavement between them.
Well, when I say they were 'chatting' ... that might have been an overstatement.
There wasn't exactly a bubbling back 'n forth happening.
In fact ... I rather got the feeling that I'd approached them just as they were reaching that point in a conversation where you realise that you have ab. so. lute. ly. NOTHING left to say!
One of the men was standing silently, ever so slightly nodding in agreement, while the other [somewhat resigned to the desperate turn the conversation had taken] declared ...
"Cheese ... cheese. Cheese. You can't beat cheese."
|Here's a photo of cheese. Enjoy! [p.s: Jean - does this count as a mention on my blog? You ate some of that cheese! ;-) ]|
But another part of me is glad that I'm now free to speculate!
Had the other one asked: 'What's the best toastie filling?' OR 'the best mouse-bait'?
What do you think they were talking about? I'm sure you've got some creative interpretations!